Chapter 907: Chapter 905: A Mom Who Dreams of Getting Rich Every Day

An Miao hurriedly nodded. He just felt that his dad had been a little too attentive these past two days—maybe because, for the first time in his life, they were about to be separated by such a long distance? He could understand.

An Shuo Hai suddenly remembered that Pei Chen, the boy who’d hurt his daughter back in high school, and his expression darkened.

But when his gaze shifted to Ah Chen, it softened again, full of warmth and tenderness. Of course he didn’t blame his daughter for that incident. The family had been hit by misfortune; when someone suddenly showed up and offered warmth, it was completely normal for her to throw herself into it.

But this time, he absolutely would not let that punk trick his daughter again.

As long as he did his job as a father well enough, his daughter wouldn’t be starved of love, so she wouldn’t be moved just because someone offered a bit of help!

Maybe because the Jiang Family cousins paid up quickly, Zhang Shiying didn’t make a bigger fuss.

After the Yang Family quietly finished Yang Hongyu’s funeral, his parents didn’t go back to the city to work. After all, with that sum of money, it was already a fortune by village standards; they could do a lot with it.

People said they had originally planned to buy a house in the county seat, but later felt that they wouldn’t move in right away even if they bought it. It didn’t seem cost-effective, so they might as well use the money to do some business.

Most people probably have a get-rich dream, whether realistic or not. Who doesn’t want to be a millionaire?

The Yang Family’s situation really had changed a lot. Even though they’d lost Yang Hongyu and were grieving, the sudden arrival of so much money made it hard for their hearts not to pound with excitement.

In contrast, the Jiang Family cousins, who’d lost a large sum, were in a foul mood. Even though losing that money didn’t really affect their livelihood, they still felt awful.

Jiang Yue and Jiang Xiangyang, who’d caused the accident, later suffered a "mixed doubles" beating—people could hear their screams from far away. Beating them was one thing; the Jiang Family was still grateful they were safe.

During this period, An Shuo Hai took on some renovation jobs and spent most of his time running around outside, mainly in the county seat. Years of working had earned him some connections; he actually never lacked for work. Sometimes he even went farther out, to jobs from familiar clients who’d made it big and bought homes in bigger cities and trusted him.

He really did have a conscience in this line of work.

Recently all the jobs he took were for renovating small single shops, so the projects didn’t last long, and he could come home every few days.

Two weeks before Ah Chen’s term started, An Miao had already gone off to register at his university.

Lately, during the day, she just stayed home watching TV and playing on her phone.

Liang Xuefang went over to Li Xiaoqing’s place. At first they weren’t in the mood to play cards, but recently they’d started again. After the drowning incident, Xu Yue had left the village—word was he was busy with business.

The card table was now filled by Liang Xuefang, Li Xiaoqing, Fei Xiu, and whichever villager they dragged in that day. The fourth person was not fixed; basically whoever was free came.

"I’m going to your Aunt Xiaoqing’s place to play cards today. I probably won’t be back until tonight. Fix yourself something to eat," Liang Xuefang said as she spoke, not bothering to see how Ah Chen reacted, and had already opened the door to leave.

Ah Chen was used to it. She remembered that when the Commissioner was young and there was no one else at home, Liang Xuefang would take her along. Later, when she grew up and learned to cook, the Commissioner had originally thought of making meals and calling Liang Xuefang home to eat, or bringing the food over.

But once she got high on cards, how could Liang Xuefang possibly come back to eat?

She and Li Xiaoqing were so close—would the other woman ever let her go hungry?

So, every time she went out to play cards and the rest of the family wasn’t home, the Commissioner handled things herself and didn’t bother about Liang Xuefang.

Even though Liang Xuefang had already walked to the front gate, Ah Chen still answered aloud.

This sort of thing had been happening every day recently.

Xu Yue came back, and the card game reverted to their original foursome.

But Ah Chen noticed something: the gold jewelry that Liang Xuefang usually liked to wear was gone. Last time when she lent money to Li Xiaoqing, she hadn’t sold off her jewelry. Although Xuefang didn’t manage the household money, she had a monthly allowance. Aside from playing cards, she had no other hobby. Household expenses were arranged by An Shuo Hai, so she should have some private savings.

Who knew if she had chipped in extra last time when she lent money to Li Xiaoqing.

Whether she had or not, that stash of private money clearly was no longer in her hands.

At the beginning, Xu Yue hadn’t just taken money to "invest" and then refused to give any returns. In the short term, there actually were returns. But they weren’t much; as he said, they were short-term investments, so the returns were like that. If you wanted higher returns, you had to lengthen the time frame.

After all, getting such big returns in such a short time—doesn’t that sound absurd?

But after he worked his silver tongue, he really did manage to hoodwink quite a lot of people, especially Liang Xuefang.

The day before school started, An Shuo Hai finished up his work and came home, ready to take Ah Chen to register at the County No. 1 High School the next day.

Ah Chen’s belongings fit into a single suitcase, mostly clothes. Summer clothes didn’t take up much space to begin with.

The rest of the things, An Shuo Hai decided to buy in the county. Hauling them back and forth would be a hassle, and everything could be bought around the school anyway.

At the dinner table, Liang Xuefang suddenly said, "Shuo Hai, give me some money."

"What for?" At the mention of money, that dream appeared vividly in An Shuo Hai’s mind. His radar went off instantly, and alertness rose in his chest.

Counting the timing from his dream, Xu Yue should have come back by now and started tricking villagers into investing.

With An Shuo Hai’s temperament, he’d been planning to remind the villagers about this, if it was really happening.

"Right, I should give you money. It’s almost September," An Shuo Hai remembered and transferred her September allowance to her.

Liang Xuefang said, "How much money do we still have at home? Give all of it to me."

An Shuo Hai’s eyelids twitched, but he forced himself to stay calm and asked, "What are you going to do with it?"

He glanced at Ah Chen quietly eating her meal and drew in a deep breath. Were the things from his dream still going to happen? But reality was not exactly the same as the dream.

Now that he knew ahead of time, he was sure he could avoid those tragedies. He wouldn’t let Liang Xuefang drag this family down.

"Shuo Hai, I’ve made money," Liang Xuefang said proudly, her face full of self-satisfaction. "Give me all the money at home and I can earn even more back."

She picked up her phone, opened her balance, and showed it to him. "Look how much this is."

An Shuo Hai glanced down. There were actually two hundred and ten thousand in Liang Xuefang’s account.

He knew she had private savings, all scraped together on her own. To be fair, aside from playing cards, she wasn’t into shopping at all; she was even too lazy to go into town. As for clothes and jewelry, she never chased big brands. She was actually very pretty, and looked good in anything. Most of her jewelry was gold, because she believed gold wouldn’t depreciate. On this point, An Shuo Hai thought she was right—on holidays and birthdays he always bought her gold jewelry. Even if gold prices fluctuated, in the long run they always went up.

But the balance in her account still shocked him. Even if she had private savings, it shouldn’t be this much.

Thinking of that, he finally noticed that she wasn’t wearing any jewelry—not even her favorite Eight Treasures pendant.

An Shuo Hai’s face darkened. He already knew where her money had come from.

She had definitely sold off her gold jewelry, handed the money to Xu Yue to invest, and now was getting a "return."

Seeing the excitement and pride all over her face, An Shuo Hai couldn’t help but close his eyes for a moment. So everything in that dream was what was originally supposed to happen?

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